Look Forward And Weep!

I could be great.
I was candlelight
Flickering,
My life leaking from me

But you make good use of it. 

Lonely landscapes
Where only I reside,
My light fading rapidly
But look,
I’ll always be here waiting.

Open arms and open wounds,
Just one word
And I’ll be nearer to you
As the wind whispers,
“I’ve been there before.”